Lyrics:
I said remember this moment
In the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in stands went wild
We were the kings
When I was young
I'd go down by the river
Just about a mile from my home
A million miles from everyone
My eyes could see older
As my ears could
Young Money, they go
Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my
the loot at? Nigga that’s who that
Only 24, I got my mind made up
Tonight’s the night
I’m letting niggas know wussup
Ahww, T-Raww, Young Kobe
I'm 24 nigga,
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers
Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose
a boyfriend,
But I don't care.
I've got no one
To send a letter to.
Would you mind
If I sent one back here to you?"
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand
of my mind
Primetime, never hit these heights
I mean it's like, it's like our first 1st class flight
I'm trippin' on it, socks on marble floors
I'm
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers
Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose
Where's Forrest now when you need him?
Talk to me, talk to me
Hey, ay, hey
Attention, all you niggas
All you bitches
Sit back and relax your mind
Brooklyn Roads
Thought of going back
But all I'd see are strangers' faces
And all the scars that love erases
But as my mind walks through those places
number
In number one by one
You wake up and you're dying
You don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
[Chorus]
Hey, who I'm is?
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right, 45 in my other hand
Who I'm is?
Call me trouble man, always in
can't eat
I can't sleep
But I just might move my feet
'Cause there's nothing like the sound of sweet soul music
To change a young lady's mind
number
In number one by one
You wake up and you're dying
You don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
poppin' rubber bands!
Spend this money by the grand!
We Poppin' rubber bands, spend
This money by grand
What you make up in a week
Nigga I got it in my
in my brain
Then they drag me back to work again
Pains and blisters on my minds and my hands
From livin' daily with those canvas bands
Folks that
fright
I guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river
done
Many thoughts ran through my mind
As I stood there
I had but one chance and that was to run
Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran
Out where
girl, low-key classy
I gotta flip her (flip her)
I ain't here for no pictures (nah)
Put Huncho in the middle (Huncho!)
Young nigga popping them bands
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
of my hand
Back in demand, back with them bands
She on her back, back of the Benz (God damn)
When I pull up in that white on white, they ain't gon'
siesta, we came wide awake in the night
We were startled by someone who shadowed the pale moonlight
Our new-found companion, one young Senorita
Who offered
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
away
Well by the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering back home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That
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